end of days

Endorphin highs and little white lies, these days go by. I need to see a fucking mountain. I want to go somewhere for winter break, go skiing or something, but I don’t think that’s going to happen. But, I guess a lonely winter break in a frigid midwestern town can’t be so bad. Maybe I’ll get some of the things that I’ve been meaning to do done. If only I had anything to do. There goes my motivation, and inspiration is no substitute. Going through life asleep is no way to live. But what else am I going to do?

It’s almost the end of October. I guess we’ve had good weather, considering. It’s beautiful outside. I’m going to not like it so much when it’s cold, but for now I can still feel my hands most of the time. I’ve taken to living four days at a time, and as such am pretty content with the weather.

background noise: “Giving up giving in” Catch 22

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